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. A strange, cyclical, grief-stricken Scandi loop-nightmare of a film. Packed with silliness from the outset, the levity hides a much darker film. With Koko-di Koko-da, there’s something serious under the surface. Koko-di Koko-da hits a nerve—not through gore or shocks, but through the way it portrays grief as relentless, looping, and oddly theatrical. Like the nursery rhyme from which the film takes its name, this low-budget Nordic chiller lingers long after the final curtain. Andy Davidson, Folk 'n' Hell podcast
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